01x05 - Chapter Five: There Will Be m*rder

[bunniefuu]

[theme music]

[Robyn VO] Thou shall

never go to Coober Pedy.

Ringer reckoned it's

full of opal fever,

venereal diseases,

and my dad.

Ringer reckoned these mob

keep a lot of secrets too.

But the clever ones

know how to hide it.

Just like they hide

them bodies.

What's another one?

[whip cracking]

Who was driving?

Don't know.

It's enough to put you

off your lunch.

[Mick] We stop

plenty of cars, Trace.

I don't remember all of them.

[Gidge] What are you going

to say when you see him?

Hey Steve, I'm your daughter.

Just broke out of custody

and k*lled a man.

Nice to meet you.

Well, I think you can

leave that bit out.

I'm hungry.

You hungry?

- You like Chinese food?

- Don't know.

Well, there's a Chinese

joint over there - Steve's.

Steve's?

[Gidge] Yeah, like yellowish

sign - right there.

Steve's Chinese.

S-T-E-V-E.

[Gidge shouting]

Steve's Chinese!

[whispering] Steve's Chinese!

Wait, hang on. What?

Are you Chinese?

No, I don't know.

How do I look?

Come on, quick.

Yeah.

[music playing]

[crowd chattering and cheering]

- Scotch, double.

- Hey hey

- That bad, hey?

- Worse.

- She burnt my taxi.

- Oh mate! On the house.

Oh yeah. Great.

I'll get a Fanta, thanks.

Ha, not you. 80 cents.

I'll be back.

Hey, um, hey, do you

think maybe I should,

maybe I should come with you?

Look after this.

[Maxine] Oh f*ck me dead.

Mate, can you chuck us a roll?

[knocking] Mate?

- [bathroom door opening]

- [Gidge] Robyn!?

[Gidge] Robyn, are you in here?

- [Gidge] Oh f*ck!

- [door slamming]

[toilet flushing]

[footsteps]

[bathroom door opening]

[door closing]

[toilet flushing]

[gasping]

- [thudding]

- [Robyn gasping]

Where's my money?

- Burned it.

- Burned it?

And why would you do that?

'Cause I know where

that money comes from.

[Maxine] Hey

That was a very

foolish thing to do.

I'll work for it.

That's what you want, hey?

I'll work for it.

Take off your clothes.

Why?

No one's going to want you

looking like that, are they?

[people chattering]

Dad

Look, I, I just,

I came to say that I

I appreciate what you're -

coming all this way to--

You look like a woman.

This, this is how I dress now.

It's that girl, isn't it -

the one you've been

running around with?

Where is she?

No, I, I don't know, why?

Well, because she

stole something

that doesn't belong to her,

and I've come to get it back.

Well, well, I mean,

you know, we're

We're not together anymore.

So

A girl like that.

Nothing but trouble.

No, she isn't.

The woman you're with

There's the trouble.

I know Robyn

doesn't like her.

Son

You're not a

gin burglar now, are ya?

Take that back.

[man whistles]

[room goes silent]

That's the look your

mother used to give me.

[Robert groaning] You bugger!

[crashing]

[Tracey] Okay. Okay.

Move out of the way, mate.

Out of the way.

Break it up. Oi!

Come on. Get up.

Get up, gentlemen.

[Tracey] Get up and get out!

[man] Piss off!

[Gidge] Hey,

my friend's still in there.

Out!

[man] I'd listen to her.

[crowd chattering]

Come on

You simmer down there, hey?

[crowd chattering loudly]

[dramatic music]

Scotch - top shelf.

I know just the fella for you.

[man wolf whistling]

[Maxine] Oh, great!

What about the

Chinese restaurant?

What about it?

Maybe he's there.

[Maxine] f*ck me dead!

Alright

Come on.

[Tracey] Yeah, have you

seen this girl?

Ah, we don't serve

minors in here, mate.

So you got a menu?

- Kitchen's closed.

- Oh, for f*ck sake!

[ABC News theme playing]

[reporter on radio] Good

evening, this is ABC News.

I'm Richard Benson.

Tonight, Elizabeth II has

announced that her eldest son,

Prince Charles,

is engaged to be married--

[man on cassette]

Here's a song.

This is all about

a mechanical harvester,

or a header, whatever

you like to call them.

They're used for harvesting

wheat and soy,

things like that.

Years ago the word

for a harvester, headers,

was called a

thrashing machine,

and they were driven by steam.

This is all about a steam

driven thrashing machine.

[country music song starts]

Now I found in Queensland

when I was a boy ♪

A cotton of Rosie

was my pride and joy ♪

- [electrical spark]

- Oh f*ck!

Now Rosie was pretty

and yet seventeen ♪

When I showed her the works

of my thrashing machine ♪

Thrashing machine

thrashing machine ♪

When I showed her the works

of my thrashing machine ♪

Now Rosie, she says she's

a much travelled girl ♪

Been places seen faces

all over the world ♪

[door opening]

- [Maxine] He's not here.

- [man belching]

[Maxine] Pick a bloke.

Off you go.

Touch my arse.

- Oh, where have you been?

- Just do it!

What? No. Why?

I'm not comfortable

doing that.

Shhh! Look over there.

[whispering] sh*t.

Can't I just like

hold your hand?

Oh, fine.

[door opening and closing]

What are you doing here?

What the f*ck

are you doing here?

You look really beautiful.

- I look f*cked.

- No!

- Hey, who owns this place?

- My mum.

- Where is she?

- She's cooking.

Why's it called Steve's?

He's my dad.

Where is he?

Dunno

I've been thinking,

you don't want this old truck,

worn out, no tread.

Come on.

You want a nice young one.

Fresh off the production line.

Ah, nah, nah, I mean,

what's wrong with old?

You know, vintage.

I mean, I'm a,

I'm a classics kind of a guy.

Mate, I found you a girl.

There

Ah no, no

Let Gidge have her.

- Gidge?

- Yeah.

Is that your son?

- Yeah.

- Is he wearing my clothes?

Oh, that explains it.

I'm going to f*cking k*ll

the f*cking pair of them.

Wait, wait!

I've got your money.

- [Gidge] Excuse me.

- Wait! What are you doing?

- Hi.

- What?

This is Robyn. She's also

Steve's daughter.

That makes you sisters.

Jesus! Another one.

[Gidge] You should like

hug or something.

That f*ck never

mentioned you. You sure?

[Gidge] Yes. Steve Sanders.

He was a jockey, right?

- Hm-mm.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

[Gidge] We've got his trophy

from here in Coober Pedy,

and we can go and we can

[Gidge] Aah

I left the trophy in the bag

and I left the bag in the pub.

[Gidge] Sorry. My dad was

in there. It was weird.

We got into a fight.

I punched him in the face.

It was really, really weird.

What do you want?

That c*ck's long gone.

- [Gidge] Where is he now?

- No idea.

If you do see him,

cut his ball bags off.

You want a cut?

No. No. It's, it's not your

money I want, Maxine.

Fine.

- Okay, let's go.

- Beauty.

[Mike] Good evening.

How's the feed?

Evening, detectives.

[Maxine] You're in luck.

She's over there.

[Tracey] Robyn!

Don't do anything dumb, alright?

Detective Wills, this is

Senior Detective Burke.

I want to ask you

some questions.

[nervous chuckling]

We didn't k*ll him.

[caravan door opening]

[Robert] Come on in.

Home sweet home.

Well, I like what you've

done to the place.

You didn't need to go to

so much effort, Robert.

Oh, you know.

Ah, would you like a drink?

- Ha, the good stuff.

- Yep.

[country music plays

in the background]

- Cheers.

- Cheers.

Ugh.

Where's my money?

It's safe.

Yeah, money first

and then we'll

No, no, no, no, you're not

going to fool me again.

Oh come on, Robert.

Don't you trust me?

I just think it's

better this way.

How do I know you've got it?

Ooh

Alright, let's get on with it.

Right

Oh stop, stop, stop

I want

I want you to undress me.

[zipper sound]

I just want to

I just want to kiss every

inch of your body.

[sultry music]

Does it feel good?

You know what'd

really get me going?

- Yeah, what?

- My money.

Oh, let's not

talk about money.

[sultry music continues]

Okay

You can grab my t*ts.

You can slap my arse.

You can ride me like a donkey.

You can choke me.

- What?

- Just hurry the f*ck up!

What?

Oh, f*ck me dead.

Like any other bloke -

get in, get out - come on!

Jesus! Put a bit of

f*cking effort into it.

It doesn't feel very nice.

Alright, I know

what will help.

[both moaning]

f*ck!

[urgent upbeat music]

[Maxine] Oh, there we go.

[Robert convulsing]

Oh, f*ck me dead!

- [electricity crackling]

- [Maxine moaning]

[electricity crackling]

[dramatic music]

[crackling ends]

Oh, that was terrific.

How was it for you?

Hey! Hey, Maxine?

How was it?

Hey?

Maxine?

Maxine?

Maxine!

Oh, sh*t

[Tracey] Seems this bloke's

been doing this for a while.

You both had a

very lucky escape.

- [Mike] Excuse me, miss er

- Kitchen's closed.

You're f*cking with me.

Oh, this is ridiculous.

Do you mind if I

[Tracey] Jesus, Mick,

we're at work.

[Mick] What? I'm hungry.

My blood pressure drops

if I don't eat, Trace.

[Tracey] Yes, Mick, I know.

Maybe you should

talk to your doctor.

[Mick] But it's just one chip!

[Mick] Well, you'll have

to come with us

and make a proper statement.

Then we're going to have to

take you back to Alice Springs.

What?

No, you can't. We're on a

mission to find her dad.

I'm sorry, Robyn, but it's

going to have to wait.

Don't move.

What's that, mate?

- I'll pull it.

- Pull what, mate?

I've got a weapon.

- A weapon?

- Yeah, it's a g*n.

Put it away, mate.

- Don't talk.

- Don't be a hero.

Get your hand

out of your pants.

Get up, Robyn, let's go.

No, no, no, no. We are

both going to get up

and we are going

to walk out of here

and neither of youse

are going to follow.

[Mike] Pull your hand out of

your pants and stop playing.

- I'm warning you.

- [Mike] Come on!

3, 2, 1

Trace, give us your g*n.

What? No. Where's yours?

- I left it in the car.

- Why'd you do that?

We were coming in for a

feed, not a sh**t out.

[Mike] Hey, just

Don't do this, right?

[urgent music]

[blade scraping]

Let's go, go, go!

[g*nshots]

That's unfortunate.

[electrical sparking]

[engine starting]

[church organ music]

[Robert] Oh, I didn't mean

to do it. I'm really sorry.

Look, I, I, I know

I haven't been, you know,

your most faithful servant,

but, but I can do better.

[Robert] It was an accident.

[dramatic flourish]

Oh, don't Iook at me like that.

[electrical crackle]

[crackling then silence]

[flies buzzing]

[sharp exhale]

[Robyn VO] Missionary or not.

Thou shalt never lie on your

back with your legs spread.

Ringer reckoned

the desert is drier

than a nun's you-know-what.

You can't just

wash away your sins.

["Ngurrapanya Tjayla" by

Isaac Yamma playing]